*ೃ༄.ೃ࿐ "But somewhere here in between
the city walls of dying dreams, I think her
death it must be killing me." *ೃ༄
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
they say love's a game of easy come and easy go, but not everybody is Brit...
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✩ August, 2008 Dig Out Your Soul Tour; Las Vegas, United States
Valia Mick was dreading the idea of being away on tour for a whole prolonged and drastic year. That would be a year of constant travels, paving back and forth between London and Levon, and piles of cities.
She could say that she resented Liam for forcing it upon her to stand by his side, to embed her stance on the band. She could go on and on about how Liam had tainted their relationship with a minor strain, all because he had reeled her into a dugout of guilt and shame——something that she would feel if she had walked out of the band, ultimately leaving Oasis to battle and keep the scrapes of what was left together, only to die in vain. She would feel guilty for it all, and knowing very well how things would end up between her and Liam. And so she stayed, and she endured, and she fought. That didn't mean she enjoyed a mere second of being on tour, and she loathed that she was away from her son, while Liam was getting himself intoxicated and covered in cocaine.
But in spite of all that, there was nothing within her that held tightly on imploding into resentment, because no matter how unhappy she was by the situation, the bassist loved Liam Gallagher above and beyond the intertwining and collapsing stars, and through the mist of the universe. Valia was more than okay with what she had to put herself through, as long as it meant that Liam would love her just as she did.
"So, a week down. Eleven months and three more weeks to go!"
The bassist eyed the Zenith girl ahead of her, sipping on her coffee with a bitter look. "You think you're so funny."
Mel shot her friend a knowing shrug, before leaning closer over the table. "But seriously. How's the tour going?"
"Shit." She says disinterestedly, moving her attention around the the little cafe that was integrated with the lobby of the hotel. She hardly wanted to think about how they were only a week into their tour, and it was obvious that they weren't going to stand being around each other any longer. "Li and Noel's already fighting."
"So the same old shit." The lead singer snorted, shaking her head in amusement. Almost two decades had past and the two brothers hadn't changed one bit. Melanie didn't think it was possible to stay the same for all these while, it seemed like a historical record.
Val hummed lowly, finding herself to be less and less motivated to perform. Ever since Liam had insisted that she stayed, Valia's attitude towards the band faded drastically, as though she was only there for the sake of being there——not to put on a show, nor was she there to hang around with her mates like the good old days. Those were things that she wanted to bury in the past, but couldn't. "Only this time I seriously think it's not going to end well. Noel's so sick of Li's shit already. I swear he's just going to walk out some day soon, and I for sure don't want to be caught in the middle of that."
